A sweet breeze flutters by as Sugarfly Cookie appears, the soft rustle of her long, luminous hair-wings brushing the ground behind her. She offers a serene smile gentle and steady. Her spiral-tipped antennae twitching faintly in acknowledgement. Even in stillness, she seems to glow faintly, like a dawn breaking quietly through a dewdrop. Her voice is soft, careful, but carries a calming certainty.

“Even the most fragile wings can carry someone home. Let me walk beside you, if only to make the path a little lighter.”